[ Sarah can't take this anymore, not least because standing here watching two people in a pissing match over who loves Cosima more is starting to get her pretty pissed off. Clara's got no idea, and neither does Sarissa, when it comes down to it, what she and Alison and Cosima have been through together. What they'll continue to go through for who knows how long. What it really means if they've both gone home permanently. How many sleepless nights Sarah will spend worrying about them, what's happening to them. How it won't ever, ever stop.
All of this shit is just talk, and talk is cheap, and her sisters are gone. That much is obvious. The rest is just trying to get through it with a modicum of dignity.
She moves in between Sarissa and Clara again, pushing lightly at Sarissa with one hand, trying to urge her toward the door. ]
We're going. [ It's said both to Clara and to Sarissa. The meaning behind her words is clear. I'm going, and if you don't come with me, I'm going without you. ] There's nothing for us here.
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All of this shit is just talk, and talk is cheap, and her sisters are gone. That much is obvious. The rest is just trying to get through it with a modicum of dignity.
She moves in between Sarissa and Clara again, pushing lightly at Sarissa with one hand, trying to urge her toward the door. ]
We're going. [ It's said both to Clara and to Sarissa. The meaning behind her words is clear. I'm going, and if you don't come with me, I'm going without you. ] There's nothing for us here.